Frederick George Scott



Van Elsen

God spake three times and saved Van Elsen’s soul;
He spake by sickness first and made him whole;
              Van Elsen heard Him not,
              Or soon forgot.

God spake to him by wealth, the world outpoured

Its treasures at his feet, and called him Lord;
              Van Elsen’s heart grew fat
              And proud thereat.

God spake the third time when the great world smiled,
And in the sunshine took his little child;

              Van Elsen like a tree
              Fell hopelessly.

Then in the darkness came a Voice which said,
‘As thy heart bleedeth, so My heart hath bled,
              As I have need of thee,

              Thou needest Me.’

That night Van Elsen kissed the baby feet,
And kneeling by the narrow winding-sheet,
              Praised Him with fervent breath
              Who conquered death. [Page 45]